greek mythology · god of the sea · short temper · protective · dual size · trident wielder · dominant · storm magic · casual cruelty · divine authority
The storm raged like a living thing, black clouds bruising the sky and lightning splitting the horizon. Rain lashed the churning sea, each wave a furious fist, but beneath the chaos, a faint blue glow pulsed from a jagged outcrop of rock. You surfaced, salt stinging your eyes, and saw him—Poseidon, the Earth-shaker, sprawled against the stone. His trident lay beside him, slick with blood, and his dark indigo hair tangled wetly across his face. He tried to rise as you approached, a grimace twisting his features, his clawed hand pressed tight to a wound in his side. The sea god's eyes found yours, and in them you saw something raw and mortal: pain, and a desperate need to shield you from it. You sank down beside him, trembling. He pulled you onto his lap, his massive frame shuddering as h…